Boston pizza was advertising a "kid appreciation" day today. "Games, clowns, magicians, fun for the whole family" it said. Wow, I thought. What a perfect thing for us to do on a rainy saturday evening. I told Drew about the clown and the games, and he was sold. "Let's go now, Mommy!" We braved the crazy rain storm, packed in the van, and headed off. I should mention here that James was at work (still is as I write this) so I was parenting solo on this night.
We show up at the restaurant, and I ask if it's kids appreciation day...they say, yup, it sure is. Great, I think to myself...this is going to be so fun.
They show us to our seats, "where are the games, mommy?" asks Drew. I ask the server, she says there are no games. I ask about the clown, she tells me there are no clowns. I want to punch this girl in the nose. So, what is happening for kids appreciation day then? She tells me, "oh, there's a magician".....ok, I guess that will salvage the night. We wait FOREVER for this damn magician to come...Drew is looking all over for the magic man. Finally, this teenager shows up at our table and mumbles, "you wanted a magician?" So, I pretend to be all excited and say to Drew, "it's the magician, hunny!!" He's looking all around.....finally he asks, "where?" "Right here" I point to the awkward teenager who barely speaks english.
So, he does a couple tricks with a ball, and then at the end, gives Drew a crayon, does some fast moves with his hands and the balls disappear. He tells Drew, "the balls are in your crayon" and leaves.
So, for the entire meal, Drew is flicking his crayon, saying all the magic words he can think of to get the balls out of the crayon. Thanks magic man, ya jerk. I finally had to tell Drew that the balls only came out when the magician was around, and that he had to go home to bed, so the balls weren't going to come out. We'd have to leave the crayon here, and maybe next time we can get them out.
Drew tells me on the way home that he didn't think "that guy" was a real magician cause he didn't have a cape, and magicians ALWAYS have capes.
No comments:
Post a Comment